The middle-aged men around Elinor frowned slightly. Samuel continued to say, "Isn't it? Why would you stay around Elinor as if today's her birthday? Besides, if you are Uncle Quincy's friends, you should go and talk to him, aren't you?"
A group of middle-aged men could only echo. "Indeed, indeed."
" True, true. We noticed Elinor had grown up to be a beautiful lady, it's not a big deal."
Not a big deal.
Listening, Victor sneered beside the crowd. Those irresponsible men who wanted to slip away with the excuse of befriending with Quincy...if they were real friends of Quincy, would they try to approach his own daughter?
Bastard!
Elinor was pulled away from the crowd by Samuel, blushing because of drinking. She said after walking along with him for a while, looking down. "Thank you...for your help."
"There's nothing to be thankful for."
Samuel answered indifferently, "I knew what happened here at the first glance of those men around you. They wanted to take advantage of you. So I came and help you out on the way."
Elinor stopped, "Thank you."
"You can't be that passive. Learn to refuse. You can't endure everything simply because they are your father's friends. If they are true friends, they would respect your father and you. They wouldn't force you like that."
"You made a good point."
Elinor looked at Samuel, who smiled. "But if you have to thank me..."
Samuel pointed to Victor. "Don't thank me. Victor asked me to help you."
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